Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Cold wind and cold rain can't cool the excitement on the table.

On the stage, Jin Linger sang emotionally, the high pitch became clearer, and the chanting softly grasped the heart. When the repertoire was intermittent, the listeners who had been holding their breath for a long time were finally able to applaud.

Jin Linger nodded in thanks, and the old man next to him took the opportunity to hold a copper plate and ask for a reward.

The listeners in the first row were the most fascinated. His face flushed, and Hao was not stingy. He picked up the hem of his clothes and tapped the flesh with his nails.

in a blink.

"Wave."

After a clean tear.

A bright red heart fell on the copper plate, beating slightly.

He shouted with black blood flowing in his mouth and wet clothes.

"reward!"

The yard was silent for a moment.

then.

"good!"

"The atmosphere of the shopkeeper Zhang!"

"Sister Jin's song is worth the price!"

...

The shopkeeper Zhang was already stiffly at the table, probably unable to hear these praises, and the old man was already holding the plate and walking to the next listener.

Lin Zuo is a wealthy businessman and a bold man. Apart from anything else, he took out a dagger, cut his belly button, and slashed his belly along the edge of the knife.

Suddenly.

The fat of the yellow orange and orange mixed with the red intestines went straight to the ground. He didn't care, he wanted to remove the liver, gallbladder, spleen, and kidneys one by one. .

Cangtou thoughtfully helped the businessman put the kidney in his hand onto the plate, and then stepped on **** footprints and went to the next table to ask for a reward.

At the right time, light rain and breeze blowing, lanterns shaking, candles faintly lit, wine splashing, and cups of messy banquets, the audience praised it like rain, and the beauty's red lips chuckled lightly.

The Taoist drank a glass of cold wine.

Moisturizing things silently.

Good means!

"It is Jin Ling'er and the old man who awakened!"

The "truth" of Bacchus is long overdue.

"I remember!"

"These two monsters are a pair of ghost mothers and sons that Yu Mei surrendered in Huaiyin. I don't know where to get a fragment of the "Law of Refining the Form of the Lunar Yin", specifically to take people's five internal organs, with the intention of using evil magic to return the sun. They took a local. At the Temple of Rain, the villagers were tempted to worship, and after years of incense, they actually gained some magical powers to move clouds and spread rain."

"These two monsters just woke up and are still in weakness. If you want to kill them, just take advantage of it."

However, the Taoist priest neither did anything to eliminate the demon, nor did he intend to escape. He only fixed his gaze on a guest in the front seat.

The visitor closed his eyes slightly and shook his body slightly, as if he was immersed in Jin Linger's lyrics and music, unable to extricate himself from it.

But the Taoist priest noticed that on the skin of his back neck, one after another small scales were emerging.

There are signs of awakening!

Was it motivated by the evil spirit of mother and child? Or driven by the instinct to survive?

Taoist priest thoughtfully.

No matter which kind, there seems to be plenty of articles to write about.

Bacchus urged in his ears again.

"If the Taoist priest doesn't want to do it, he should leave quickly. Don't forget! There are also Vine Demon and Illusory Butterfly."

These words reminded Li Chang'an to wake up. One or two waking up, weak and crazy monsters are not threatening, but if Yu Mei and the doctor are brought in and exposed themselves, it will be a bad thing.

Don't dare anymore.

Li Changan drank the remaining wine in the pot - although it was an illusory thing transformed by essence, it tasted really good - carrying the bamboo box, he got up to leave.

He didn't worry that the two monsters would haunt him, after all, there was no reason to let the fat in front of him not eat, but to chase a difficult opponent.

But just got up, there was a new change in the field.

The third monster woke up.

It's not a guest who has scales on the back of his neck.

At a table in the front row, in front of a copper plate full of organs, a long-faced alcoholic face struggled, and the tip of a knife was gesticulating on his belly for a long time. Finally...Duang! The whole head turned into a shiny, black to blue donkey's head.

Li Changan almost didn't spit out the wine he had just drunk in, and subconsciously picked up the long sword in the bamboo box.

However.

Almost at the same time.

"Woo~"

A weird trombone burst into the yard abruptly.

The sound was loud and harsh.

It was like pushing a hacksaw into a person's mind and pulling it back and forth, making the Taoist vomit, and he gritted his teeth and was about to chant the "Jingxin Mantra".

"Too great..."

However.

The trumpet disappeared suddenly, just as it suddenly appeared.

The difference is after the trumpet.

The world is a dead silence.

The sound of the wind stopped, so did the rain, and even the hustle and bustle between the banquets disappeared.

Li Changan raised his head in surprise, and saw raindrops floating in the air one by one.

How familiar is this scene.

Turning his head and looking around, sure enough, it seemed that the pause button was pressed during the banquet, and the residents, including the donkey head, kept the posture when the trombone sounded, motionless.

There are only three living creatures in the huge yard.

Jin Linger, Lao Cangtou and Li Changan are all by themselves.

Under the drastic changes.

Li Changan's movements were undoubtedly particularly conspicuous, and the two monsters stared at him for the first time.

The Taoist nose sniffed in the air abruptly, then smiled at them, quickly took out the long sword and put it on his waist, sat on the seat steadily, and acted as a wooden man.

next moment.

The towering rain walls collapsed suddenly.

It was as if the flood broke the bank, and it was like an iceberg dumped, and there was a sound of "banging", and the flood poured into the courtyard.

In the corridor, all lanterns and candlelights went out immediately.

It was difficult to see in the dark, only to see many vague shadows leaping into the yard.

Soon.

Roars, screams, beatings, knives and guns arguing, bone cracks and blood spattered all at once.

The Taoist priest just sat still and waited for the follow-up.

But suddenly.

A grimace came out of the darkness and broke into the Taoist seat.

The blue-faced fangs, the hair like dry grass, but the bloodstained body and the large and small wounds all over his body, it seems more miserable than hideous. If you look closely, you can vaguely recognize the old man who is just now.

Li Changan didn't know what it wanted to do, and didn't wait for what it did.

Just listening to the "buzzing" sound, the dense mosquito group chased out from the darkness, enveloped its body, and got into its hole.

Pause time.

Its body and face dries down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Subsequently.

A bird's claw came out, buckled its sky spirit cover, and pulled it back into the darkness.

Li Chang'an was calm, but felt that his eyes had been open a little bit sore, and he would close it if he knew it.

Fortunately, it didn't take long.

The fighting died down.

The wind began to "rustle", and the rain "rustled" again.

Losing the rain curtain like a high wall, the lingering moonlight cast in, lighting the red lanterns under the corridor one by one.

Only then can we see that the yard is already in a mess. The residents maintained a stiff posture and were thrown to each other. Some of them were even hit by a pond.

Jin Linger and Old Cangtou, or the ghost mother and son, had already been killed, and the tattered corpses were randomly thrown under the stage.

And the people who killed them have already revealed their appearances. It was a team of catchers. The two heads—Li Changan's hand gripping the wine glass suddenly tightened—the two faces in front of them were too familiar.

That is Xing Catou and Bo Ziyu.

…………

Under the lingling moonlight, the government officials were busy again.

Under the gesticulations of Xing Tau and Bo Tzuyu, the bureaucrats straightened the table they turned over, hung up the knocked down lanterns, and put the drinkers back to their seats... In short, try to eliminate the traces of fighting as much as possible.

Even a certain government officer leaned forward to Li Changan's table, picked up the jug knocked down by the old man, and poured half a jug of water in the courtyard.

Li Changan treats himself as a rock, motionless like other residents.

only.

As the servant approached, the Taoist priest smelled a familiar smell on his nose, as if...

"Okay! It's almost done, we don't have time to delay. The rest, today's business is finished, let's clean up."

"Xing Tautou" suddenly spoke, and the servants got the instructions, and immediately stopped the movements in their hands. They didn't say a word from beginning to end, and even their expressions were cold and hard.

Only "Bo Tzuyu" paced up to the donkey head.

"What about this donkey demon?"

Li Changan remained calm.

"Xing Cattle" took a look and waved his hand.

"It's okay, I just changed my head."

Talk about it.

Take out a cloth pouch from his arms and shake it open in the wind, sprinkling a lot of fine dust.

"Xing Catutou" pursed his mouth and blew into the mouth of the cloth bag.

It didn't take long.

The entire yard was filled with dust.

Then he clapped his hands.

Suddenly.

The air in front of Li Changan was blurred for a moment.

Wait for clarity again.

"Xing Catch Head", "Bo Tzuyu" and other arrests soon disappeared.

On the contrary, the drinkers came back to "live" and exchanged drinks, so it was so lively.

Look carefully.

The lanterns that were knocked down, the broken window lattices, and the smashed dishes are all intact.

There is another song in my ears.

Jin Linger, who was supposed to be dead, sang softly on the stage again. Offstage, the dead audience sat on the seats again and called out for her.

Li Changan closed his eyes.

Mind and concentrate.

Open your eyes again.

The dead body is still a dead body, the living "person" is still a living "person", the opening in the window lattice is still there, and the dishes picked from the ground are still covered in muddy water.

The servants did not disappear, instead they were still standing in the courtyard, staring wide-eyed, observing the drinkers.

The only difference is that the donkey head is slowly turning back into a human head. Right now, only a pair of donkey ears are still in the air.

Li Changan was not interested in tasting the "new wine" in the jug. He closed his eyes slightly, pretending to listen to the song.

In my head, I asked Dionysus.

"Will the monsters in the illusion resurrect?"

Bacchus did not hesitate.

"How can it be?!"

"Whether it is a monster in the illusion or an innocent person from outside, in the illusion, death is dead. From the soul to the flesh will be swallowed up by the illusion. What about resurrection?"

After all, he said strangely:

"Why does the Taoist ask this?"

Li Changan was silent for a while, then glanced at the catchers with his eyes.

"Look at the leader, are the two arresting fast? They have already died once, and I collected the corpses." He couldn't tell whether it was regret or fortunate, "Oh, it really was just a fake."

Maybe it was because I understood the complex emotions in the words of Taoist priests. .

"They are dead long ago." Bacchus's tone was extraordinarily solemn, "To be precise, the whole city is fake."

"It's not a rare thing."

He explained to Li Changan:

"The characters played by the monsters in the fantasy world seem to have their own stories and lives, but they are all made up one by one by Yu Mei. First make up the parents, then the wives and children, then the neighbors, and then the neighbors' wives and children. . Nothing more than that."

"It's like a chain suit?"

"It's a serial set."

"But some are in the middle, with more loops. Some are on the edges, with fewer loops."

"When Yu Mei just fiddled with this illusion, the monsters often broke free from the illusion, and she had to clean up a little from time to time. After cleaning, whenever the illusion was restarted, the characters who were vacated, the edges were okay, but the middle could not be ignored. Otherwise, The whole story loop has to collapse, and the monsters have to wake up."

"Every time at this time, she will erase the marginal role, leaving the monster to replace the central role."

"These hunters are probably the same. But, look at their weird behavior, who should be their minions."

Li Changan agreed.

"I smelled a deteriorating incense from several government officials. It should be Yu Mei's rampant soldiers."

Bacchus sneered: "Drink poison to quench thirst."

But the Taoist priest said again:

"The bird demon who can subdue the old man is a mosquito mother and the larva of the butterfly butterfly."

This sentence taught Bacchus to be speechless.

for a long time.

Then I sighed:

"So that's it, the Vine Demon lost."

…………

The surveillance by the minions of the catching or the phantom butterfly did not last long.

After confirming that the drinker was not abnormal, he left quickly.

But this hastily acting style, but aroused the interest of the uninvited Taoist priest.

Before catching up.

The Taoist finally looked at the courtyard.

Jin Linger's tattered corpse was leaning on the stage, and in her hollow eyes, the drinkers cheered for her.

In the audience, the shopkeeper bowed his head next to an open corpse, narrating with a warm smile on his face.

Ore.

Turn around and greet the wife in the kitchen loudly.

"The treasurer of money, add a plate of lamb and two taels of warm wine."

Don't forget to call before turning to the next table.

"Amei, come out and help the guests clean up."

"okay."

The immature but energetic response immediately sounded.

Amei dangled her croissant braids, carried a pan and broom, and ran into the yard.

The big smile on his little face taught Li Changan's cold eyes to soften slightly.

Since entering Xiaoshui, every time she sees Amei, she seems to be smiling.

perhaps.

Is this also the original intention of Yu Mei to create the illusion?

The Taoist suddenly asked the Bacchus:

"What is Mei's real body?"

Bacchus may also be in a trance, waiting for a while before hearing his answer.

"It should be a living corpse."

Living corpse?

This answer is somewhat unexpected.

Living corpses are actually a type of zombie, but the joints are not yet stiff.

This is a very common monster.

In troubled times.

It is common in the wilderness, wild roads, abandoned villages and even slaughtered cities.

It's hard to talk about how powerful it is. Ordinary guys can drive them away as long as they can be bold. Of course, if you are scratched or bitten and infected with poison, if you can find treatment in time, it will be another matter.

Even Li Changan once walked through a no-man’s land and saw a group of hungry wild dogs hunting this stuff.

There are many types of monsters in the illusion, and it can be said that you can compile a complete book of southern monsters, and there are several powerful monsters, such as the Hundred Fantasy Butterfly.

But for his childhood role, he only used an ordinary and weak living corpse?

It's really confusing.

"Is there anything surprising about this living corpse?"

"surprisingly?"

"I think about it, um, Yu Mei only told me that she found this living corpse in a village destroyed by war somewhere in Wu Yue. At that time, she was passing through the village and wanted to drool in the well, but she saw that the well had been taken by the villagers. The corpse was full, and the living corpse was eating carrion in the well."

"To be surprising, it is probably that the appearance of this living corpse is somewhat similar to that of Yu Mei'er."

The reason? Oh, to also echo that real person's style of behavior.

Li Changan finally glanced at the innocent and brilliant Amei.

"Pitiful man too."

Bacchus solemnly refuted:

"The poor is the child who died in the insurgents, not the monster her body turned into."

"I know."

Li Changan smiled. He knew what Dionysus meant, and he didn't say much, so he left.

…………

Li Changan's departure did not affect the enthusiasm of the banquet.

Little Amei walked through it with a picket of baskets and broomsticks, like a bee picking diligently.

Not long.

"Uncle."

She called out loudly.

"There is too much garbage to move."

After hearing the sound, the store looked back, and at the first glance, he saw the red intestines in the small Amei's basket.

"You kid, how can you treat a guest's belt as rubbish?"

He hurried over, gave the "belt" back to the rich and fat businessman, apologized a few times, and then patted Amei's croissant braids.

Pointing to the small half-filled skip.

"Why can't I move such a thing?"

"Hurry up and go to the back door and it fell in the waterway, don't be lazy."

After speaking, she hurriedly went to greet the guests, leaving Xiao Amei looking at the guests in the front row, biting her thumb in distress.

Suddenly.

Her eyes lit up and she clapped her hands.

In the reality of the false banquet, the corpses of the guests in the front row stood up danglingly next to each other, and followed Amei's brisk steps, jumping to the back door together.